Afraid that if I close my eyes, reality may de-materialize....
Leaving me alone, drunk on grand delusions...A veil of acid tears and blurry dark confusion.
The only time I smile is to cover up a frown...
To mask the dismal world that has hung me upside down.
But now I fight, to take back what's mine...
My life as it was, I travel through time;
To a phase of my youth, innocent.....pure.
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to be continued....
© 2011 Clayton Kratz
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